I found salvation in your arms. That was long ago. Now I think this stuff is doing me harm. We hit an overload. . It just feels so wrong. We've gone on too long.
I wanna hold 'em like. They do in Texas , please. Fold 'em, let 'em hit me. Raise it, baby, stay with me. . Love game intuition play. The cards with space to start.
I think it's getting to the point. Where I can be myself again. I think it's getting to the point. Where we have almost made amends. I think it's the getting to the point.
Hearing it before on bad terms, bad terms. I'll never get with you. I'll never ever listen what the neighbors say. Or don't say, it's so predictable. I've heard it all a million times, or maybe more.
You've got a hold of me. Don't even know your power. I stand a hundred feet. But I fall when I'm around you. Show me an open door. Then you go and slam it on me.
Oh, put me in your layaway plan. With just a small deposit down. . Oh, I want you to put me in your layaway plan. With just a small deposit down. . Well, you know whenever you call my number, baby.
I'll send you a letter. From the front line. Please send applause. And some good advice. . You were born with a compass. A map on your table. Tell me how did you find out.
I wanna be a Pop Star. Kimi wo motto muchuu ni sasete ageru kara ne. Kirakira no Pop Star. Hane wo hiroge mahou o kakete ageyou. kimi dake ni. . Kimi ni deaeta yorokobi to kimi ni aenai sabishisa no.
With the heart and grace of florida evans. As a family We will rise the fuck up and ride on all. You bitch ass tricks. You motherfucker ain't safe. You motherfucker ain't safe.
Bastard cries. Feeds the fire. The burning desire to rob human life. In this world full of fear of the unknown. Twisting the perception of the weak. Lying to progress.
Am I supposed to be sorry, my words struck a nerve. Am I supposed to be sorry that I lift dust where my footsteps once were. Maybe I'm supposed to care for grand ideas never expressed.
Drifting by the heavens unscarred.. Yet unhealed before a bleeding cross.. Thrown into the ash.. Crumbling.. . I've been crossed.. Like the lies on a clocks face..
You want to see me fail. You won't get your chance. (You want to see me fail). You won't get your chance. (You want to see me fail). You'll never get your chance.
I know your fear of loss. And your struggles with faith. And how it takes all that you have to face the day. The virtues you possess now bring you to eternal pain.
Defy it. Its forced into our minds. Its a pollution of the soul. So invasive and poisonous. To resist is to gain control. . Leeching the life. Sucking the faith.
Drifting by the heavens unscarred.. Yet unhealed before a bleeding cross.. Thrown into the ash.. Crumbling.. . I've been crossed.. Like the lies on a clocks face..
[Whore #1:] Hi girls, how's business?. [Whore #2:] Oh, picking up.. [Whore #1:] You girls got time for a quick cup of coffee? I could use a break, my feet are killing me..
Once my girl was conscious, she had better days with you. Then fame and fortune came your way and made a change in you. You climbed your latter of success and I'm not on solid ground.
You want to pretend that the storm never happened. I could see you when I walk on the wall right over there. Maybe not this corner. Or this calendar year, but.